Spider Lady: "..." She hadn't expected even ghosts had to work. In the past, she seemed to have been very idle, but ever since becoming Uzo's secretary...
The chibi Ghost Fetus moved the few sharp claws on its back, caught the falling Shikigami and Puppet Clay in midair, and let out a tiny sigh. "..." Sigh, so busy.
Hopefully, Spirit Medium Master would pick up a new secretary soon and share some of the ghost's workload.
Meanwhile, on the Theater's First Floor.
A tall man in a security uniform was hurrying through the sparsely populated Staff Passage toward the side door.
Irish straightened his crooked security cap, glanced down at the Wristwatch on his wrist, and calculated the time he had spent getting here, growing irritated.
He hadn't expected going down a few floors to take so long... Thinking of the two oblivious Security Captains who had stopped him earlier, Killing Intent bubbled and boiled in Irish's heart like a pot at a rolling boil.
If this had been in the past, those two would probably already have had their necks snapped and been stuffed into some Utility Room in this building, waiting for Irish's subordinates to forge the scene of an "accidental death" or disappearance.
But now, at this critical moment when Uzo had his eye on him, Irish knew clearly that he could no longer kill anyone so easily. He even had to avoid all criminal acts that might get him arrested by the police, lest Uzo exploit an opening while he was making his move... just like poor Mr. Pisco.
Although he had been plagued by bad luck lately, fortunately, not all the news coming in was bad.
—Though Irish appeared exceptionally brave, coming alone to this Theater building under Uzo's control, he had not truly